William Shakespeare Quotes
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Gold--what can it not do, and undo?
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Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud.
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Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off ... Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust.
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Love reasons without reason.
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If I had my mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do my liking. In the meantime, let me be that I am, and seek not toalter me.
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The arms are fair, When the intent of bearing them is just.
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Make passionate my sense of hearing.
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Who can be patient in extremes?
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Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business, Hath raised me from my bed; nor doth the general care Take hold on me; for my particular grief Is of so floodgate and o'erbearing nature That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, And it is still itself.
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If there is a good will, there is great way.
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Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.
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You may my Glories and my State depose, But not my Griefes; still am I King of those.
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O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, that he hath turn'd a heaven unto hell.
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Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole.
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Virtue's office never breaks men's troth.
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Virtue that transgresses is but patched with sin; and sin that amends is but patched with virtue.
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Dead shepherd, now I find thy saw of might. Whoever lov'd that lov'd not at first sight.
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Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost and won
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A good sherris-sack hath a twofold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain,... makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes.
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Lady, with me, with me thy fortune lies.
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See where she comes apparelled like the spring.
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That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty.
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Love comforteth like sunshine after rain, But Lust's effect is tempest after sun; Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain, Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done; Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies; Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.
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A great cause of the night is lack of the sun.